Luyện nghe bài hát Journey To the Centre of the Earth

By horse, by rail, by land, by sea, our journey
Two men incensed by one man's from the past
In Iceland, where the mountain stood with
They set off their guide
To the mountain side

Roped as one for through the long descent
Into the crater of rock they went
up from our telescopic laair,
One for us to share,
We on our prayer.

of opaque quartz, studded limpid tears,
Forming chandeliers, lighting blistered galleries.

Memories of a life on earth go past,
Of home, of Grauben, friends of whom he's his last
Contemplating what his life's worth,
While beneath the earth,
An at birth

Pain and fear the beauty I have seen,
Of caverns, where no man has been
epoch hosts me as my grave,
My blow I wave,
A life too late to

of opaque quartz, studded limpid tears,
Forming magic chandeliers, blistered galleries.

Five days out on an infinite sea, they prayed for on an ocean free,
But the surface of the water ws indicating disturbance.

The raft was by an unseen source, two hundred feet, with
force
And a dark mass rising showed to be a porpoise

Rising out of the angry sea, towered the enemy,
And so the two sea monsters for battle

teeth, lizard's head, bloodshot eye, stained ocean red
Moving close to their raft's side, the two men prayed as one and
"Save me, me, save me, save me"

The serpents' went on for hours, two monsters soaring up like towers
And driving downn to the depths in a motion

Suddenly, the serpent's head, shot out of the bathed in red
And the serpentine lay lifeless on the ocean

Crocodile teeth, lizard's head, bloodshot eye ocean read
Battle won, a victor's pride, the three men thanked the and cried
"Praise God, praise God, praise God, God."

Journey on through ages gone, to the centre of the
rocks of quartz and granite, which gave mother nature birth

Burial ground of ancient man, his no more is seen,
A journey through his time unknown, I wonder he's been

Wonder he's been, wonder where he's been, wonder where he's been

The shore now gone behind the hills, a in our sight,
Rocks and mountains, bathed in waves of blinding light

from far gone time, no living man has seen,
A prehistoric world, for you and I a dream

Brownish hue dicates my eye, no colour hides fear,
faded, dull and cold, now bleached by atmosphere

Creatures twisting under trees, huge monsters soaked with
Hidden deep our earth, a frightening, bygone age

shepherd came, now long extinct, a huge primeval man
The three men filled disbelief, just turned as one and ran.